Master became my maid

One sentence stunned both of them, and Zhou Qianming forgot the few Zerg vocabulary he had just learned to his grandma's house in an instant.

He was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, and then he let out an unbelievable doubt: "What did you say?"

Liu Muyun's expression was completely out of the situation, and she was obviously shocked.

When the investigator saw this, he didn't know why the two of them answered the first question so shameless, but they reacted so strongly to this ordinary question about pregnancy preparation, but out of professional ethics, he opened his mouth and repeated: "Excuse me, both of you." When are you going to start trying to conceive?"

The reason for setting this question is purely to estimate the pregnancy preparation time of military females, and then dynamically adjust the number of reserve military females participating in the war.

It's just that Zhou Ganming has been here for half a month, and this is the first time he realizes that although the females of the Zerg look more like men than the males, they are actually the ones responsible for the breeding of offspring in this race, and Liu Muyun happened to be at this time This is the party that can breed offspring...

With Zhou Ganming's experience of less than a hundred years, this fact that he had ignored for a long time was really beyond his imagination, so he subconsciously looked to Liu Muyun for help.

However, it may be that the impact of those words on him was too great. When Zhou Qianming saw Liu Muyun's familiar and indifferent face, he couldn't hold back his rebellious fantasies:

Perhaps one day in the future, Liu Muyun might really be pregnant with a child. He might stand upright in military uniform in front of the army, but his lower abdomen swelled slightly due to pregnancy, propping up a small area of ​​the well-cut military uniform that is attractive. The arc of reverie, and if he found himself in training, he might look at him with a frown on his belly...

Or maybe the two of them returned to the Ziwei Fairy Trail. Liu Muyun was sitting in the center of the Temple of Heaven wearing a large azure robe to teach the Dharma to the monks. In fact, his belly that had been there for several months was covered under the robe. Maybe they were also listening to the teachings of Lingyun Xianzun below, and as Liu Muyun casually lowered his eyes, the eyes of the two coincidentally collided, and then...

Zhou Ganming felt a fever in his nose in a trance, thinking that he had a nosebleed due to fantasy, he quickly stopped his thoughts and didn't dare to think anymore, he raised his hand to touch it in a panic, but found that it was not as he imagined.

Liu Muyun was also in a daze at the moment, but he had been here for two years, so the reaction was naturally not as great as Zhou Ganming's.

Therefore, Zhou Qianming's appearance looked quite strange in Liu Muyun's eyes. He stared at him blankly, thought of something for a while, and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his empty nose. Human behavior is very strange.

But Zhou Qianming couldn't answer this question, and he naturally couldn't answer it either. The master and apprentice looked at each other, one was wiping away a nosebleed that didn't exist to cover up his embarrassment, and the other, although still as cold as before, couldn't hide his helplessness.

The investigator waited for a long time and saw no answer from the two, and did not dare to disturb the eye contact between the two when he saw this, so he looked at Andrew beside him as if asking for help.

Andrew looked embarrassed when he saw this. It was routine for the investigator to ask this kind of question, but it didn't look like a serious question when asked from him.

But he was the one who knew Liu Muyun the most among the military females sitting there, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "...you can say a year or three years, it's okay."

Liu Muyun looked at Zhou Qianming with a cold face, not intending to speak at all.

Zhou Ganming knew what his master meant for him to tell, so he could only bite the bullet and make up a random number: "Seven or eight years later..."

Unexpectedly, the three military females showed surprised expressions when they heard the words, Andrew couldn't hold back and said, "Seven or eight years?!"

In the Zerg, except for the female king who enjoys half of the reproductive rights and can decide the time of birth according to her actual situation, other females, such as female servants and female slaves, generally can only be arranged by the male insects, and the birth time is basically Represents how favored these females are.

The one who is more favored may be about a year after marriage. Andrew extended a little time because of Liu Muyun's military service. It is reasonable to say that three to five years is too late. Unexpectedly, Zhou Qianming directly made him a Seven or eight years.

Zhou Ganming's self-made nonsense that he thought was reasonable got the shocked looks of all the female soldiers, so he could only bite the bullet and ask, "...too early?"

The investigator quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, it's a bit too late." Colonel Liu will be thirty in seven or eight years, and his fertility may have declined, but the second half of the sentence came from some kind of biological He didn't dare to speak out about his nature.But what he didn't know was that Liu Muyun was not only thirty, but three hundred.

If he really gave birth, it would be a big problem for the child to call Zhou Qianming father or elder brother.

Fortunately, Zhou Ganming didn't have the guts to think about this issue yet. Wen Yan just followed what they said before and said, "Then it will be three years..." After he finished speaking, he turned his head unnaturally and glanced at Liu Mu with a cold expression beside him. Yun, seeing that he didn't intend to refute, finally said, "Three years, let's write it like this."

After hearing this, the investigator took a look and wrote down his answer, and then said, "Okay, this is the last question, thank you both for your cooperation."

Zhou Qianming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words. Before the question and answer began, he really didn't expect the question to be so outrageous.

The investigator wrote a few more words in the field observation in the lower right corner before raising his head to indicate that his work was completely over.

So far, the task of these three military females has been completed.

From this point of view, the task of Liu Muyun's two subordinates should be to get him and Zhou Qianming to sign the document, and the investigator's task is to investigate their post-marital status.

After a set of questions, Zhou Qianming looked up at the time and found that it was already noon. The two of them were no different than when they were bigu back then. Naturally, they couldn’t miss a meal now, so he stood up very naturally and said: “Then you continue to chat, I’ll go Get lunch ready."

After saying that, he left the three stunned military females behind him and walked into the kitchen.

Andrew couldn't hold back when he saw this, and asked Liu Muyun in disbelief, "You...do all your male sons cook by themselves?"

Liu Muyun nodded lightly upon hearing the words: "I'm not good at cooking, so he should work harder."

This is telling the truth, Zhou Qianming went out with him when he was a child, and he "carefully" roasted a foundation-building spirit fish for his little apprentice by the Ling River, hoping that he would quickly build a foundation after eating it.

Yet that fish hadn't even had its scales removed, let alone its guts.But Zhou Ganming also gave him face, endured the fishy smell and praised his craftsmanship after eating. He really learned to open his eyes and talk nonsense at a young age. How about cultivating immortals is another matter. It is easy to make his master happy. No wonder Liu Muyun was reluctant to scold him.

However, although Immortal Lingyun is quite self-aware of his cooking skills, Andrew opened his mouth and didn't know what to say after hearing his words that were completely wrong.

It doesn't seem to be a question of who is good at cooking and who is not, he thought, don't you really think there is something wrong with sitting and letting the hero cook for you?